The day my remarriage was rejected, I got married to a billionaire CEO

The man didn't say anything, but his expression was gentler than the previous two times. Xiao Jin just took it as his tacit consent.

The warm fingers gently fell on the man's forehead along with the melodious slow rock music, dancing in the low voice of the baritone: When you are old, your hair is white, and you are drowsy...

The man still had his eyes closed, his chiseled face looked calm and gentle amid the music...

After the song "When You're Old" ended, there was a pause for a few seconds. As the mother and son were waiting for the next song, a familiar melody "Later" slowly sounded as background music.

As the singing gradually faded, a voice familiar to all three of them rose above the slow music:

[Now I think about how difficult it was for my mother when I always went to Ditan Park alone.]

[She was not the kind of mother who only loved her son but did not understand him. She knew how depressed I was... I had a very bad temper at that time...]

[My mother knew that some things were not appropriate to ask, so she hesitated to ask, but finally did not dare to ask because she did not have the answer in her heart...]

[It was only after her sudden death that I had the leisure to imagine how restless and uneasy she was during those long periods when I was not at home, with pain and fear and a mother's minimal prayers...]

[With her wisdom and perseverance, in the nights after those empty days, in the days after those sleepless nights, she thought over and over again and finally…]

【But she never said to me: "Think about me." In fact, I really didn't think about her. 】

[Her son was still too young at that time, and had no time to think about his mother. He was stunned by fate and thought that he was the most unfortunate person in the world. He didn't know that his son's misfortune would always be doubled for his mother...]

[She had a son who suddenly became paraplegic when he was 20 years old. He was her only son. She would rather she was paralyzed than her son, but this was irreplaceable. She thought that as long as her son could live, she would be fine even if she died...]

[But my mother is no longer here... She can no longer come to this garden to look for me. My mother has come to the garden to look for me many times... I have clearly seen her.]

[I don't know why I decided not to call her - but this is definitely not the hide-and-seek game we played when we were kids. This may be due to the stubbornness or shyness of a grown-up boy. But this stubbornness only left me with regret, not the slightest bit of pride...]

【 I want to live until I can count my past lives, and you can laugh with me, so death has nothing to do with you and me. 】

Excerpted from Shi Tiesheng's "I and the Altar of Earth".

Xiao Jin's voice suddenly stopped, and the background music gradually became louder: Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately you had already gone away and disappeared in the crowd; later, I finally understood in tears that some people will never come back once you miss them...

After the audio ended, the room fell silent. The man on the massage chair looked normal, his eyes were closed, and his eyes and eyelashes were slightly wet.

Before the audio was finished, Xiao Jin saw a tear rolling out of his sunken eye sockets. She pretended to be nonchalant and gently wiped it away with her massage fingers.

She really wanted to know what the man was thinking. Was he sad about his illness? Or was he sad about his mother? Or was he sad about the love he had lost? She didn't know.

Aunt Huang was sitting on the sofa and listening to the music attentively at first. When Xiao Jin recited the second half, she stood up and walked out of the room. She did not come back until the massage was over.

For more than an hour, Cheng Yu never opened his eyes again. Xiao Jin didn't dare to call him when the conversation was over, even though she knew he was still asleep. He didn't say "thank you" to her again.

Xiao Jin walked out of the bedroom and didn't see Aunt Huang, so the nanny sent her to the door.

What happened to Aunt Huang? Was it because I was too smart and did something bad with good intentions? She thought as she stood in the elevator.

Anyway, the three times were done and the wages were paid. Or maybe Aunt Huang had something urgent and left without telling the nanny?

She shook her head, trying to get rid of those self-denying thoughts. She had done her best and had no regrets.

The next morning, Aunt Huang sent a message: "Xiao Jin, I'm so sorry. Chengyu felt very uncomfortable after you left yesterday. We are still in the hospital. Let's talk about the massage later."

Xiao Jin replied: It's okay, Aunt Huang, which hospital is Chengyu in? If it's convenient, I'll go see him this afternoon.

Aunt Huang took a long time to reply: "Thank you, no thanks, he doesn't want to see anyone."

Xiao Jin replied: "Okay, contact me when you need me."

About seven or eight days later, when Xiao Jin thought she would never have the chance to give Cheng Yu a massage again, Aunt Huang suddenly transferred 30,000 yuan to her. She thought the other party had transferred the money to the wrong person, and was about to click to return the transfer when she received a message in the dialog box.

"Xiao Jin, this is your payment for massaging Chengyu for a month. I'll pay you in advance. It's still from 2 to 4 pm every day. Let's start tomorrow."

"Auntie Huang, isn't it five hundred times? Did you send it to the wrong one?" Xiao Jin asked.

"Yes, it's the compensation for two jobs." Aunt Huang replied.

"Two jobs?" Xiao Jin was even more confused.

"Yes, one is a massage job, and the other is a job where you recite classic articles."

"Reciting those poems won't cost that much, right?"

"From now on, you won't recite for more than ten minutes like you did yesterday. You will recite for about an hour each time. Is that okay?"

"Of course no problem!" Xiao Jin replied.

Although my brother-in-law has plenty of money, how can you feel at ease and have a sense of accomplishment when spending the money you earn yourself?

"It depends on your time and physical condition. If your time and voice are fine, you can recite for a longer time, otherwise for a shorter time."

"Are you asking me to read from any book?"

"There are no special requirements. Any book you have read or that you like can be read. If there are special circumstances, such as you are not feeling well or you are very busy, it is OK for IA to read on your behalf."

"Okay, Aunt Huang."

After replying to the message, Xiao Jin was so happy that she wanted to dance. If she wasn't lying on the bed in the dialysis room of the hospital, she would have jumped up and down on the spot.

Prove that she is not a useless person, prove that she is valuable. She clenched her fists, made a cheering gesture, and muttered: Xiao Jin, come on!

"Xiao Jin, why are you so happy? Did you win the lottery or did the doctor inform you that a kidney donor was found?" asked the patient in the next bed.

"It's something that makes me happier than winning the lottery." Xiao Jin muttered to himself, not knowing how to explain it to his fellow patients.

At this moment, a tall and thin man in his thirties with dark skin was standing outside the dialysis room, looking in Xiao Jin's direction through the glass wall.

"Chengyu, what are you standing here looking at?"

"I didn't see anything." The man turned his head to look at his mother who was walking towards him, took a step forward, took her arm, and walked to the CT examination room next door.